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* '''Author''': [[Louella Nelson]] | * '''Author''': [[Louella Nelson]] | ||
* '''Publisher''': [[American|Harlequin American Romance]] [[Harlequin American By The Numbers|# 479]] | * '''Publisher''': [[American|Harlequin American Romance]] [[Harlequin American By The Numbers|# 479]] | ||
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When together they rode Blue, her prize cutting horse, out of the raging fire, their bodies had practically melted into each other, ignited by sparks that had nothing to do with the burning barn. | When together they rode Blue, her prize cutting horse, out of the raging fire, their bodies had practically melted into each other, ignited by sparks that had nothing to do with the burning barn. | ||
| − | Without a doubt, Sleet was the sexiest man she'd ever laid eyes on-rough-hewn and unyielding, like the ranch country she loved. He was also the world champion cutting horse rider, a title Jess craved for herself. And one Sleet was equally determined not to surrender. | + | Without a doubt, Sleet was the sexiest man she'd ever laid eyes on -- rough-hewn and unyielding, like the ranch country she loved. He was also the world champion cutting horse rider, a title Jess craved for herself. And one Sleet was equally determined not to surrender. |
The problem was, only one could win.... | The problem was, only one could win.... | ||
Revision as of 20:52, 27 December 2007
- Author: Louella Nelson
- Publisher: Harlequin American Romance # 479
- Year: 1993
- Setting:
- Amazon Listing: Days Of Fire
Book Description
Flickering flame and smoke had framed her first sight of Sleet Freeman. It should have warned Jess Latham that any contact she had with this cowboy would be hot!
When together they rode Blue, her prize cutting horse, out of the raging fire, their bodies had practically melted into each other, ignited by sparks that had nothing to do with the burning barn.
Without a doubt, Sleet was the sexiest man she'd ever laid eyes on -- rough-hewn and unyielding, like the ranch country she loved. He was also the world champion cutting horse rider, a title Jess craved for herself. And one Sleet was equally determined not to surrender.
The problem was, only one could win....
